Katherine Ashiya Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

Oh, and the laughs! She’d mock me hat, callin’ it a “dead bird’s nest.” I’d fire back, “Least I ain’t sellin’ me arse!” She’d cackle, say, “Ye’d fetch a penny, tops!” Proper banter, that. Still, I’d wager she’d seen hell—whores always do. Them scars on her arm? Never asked, but I’d bet me ship they weren’t from no lover’s spat.

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Then, I decide to stroll down to the beach. You know, the one by Ashiya’s famous coastline? It’s usually pretty chill, but today? Nah, it was packed! I’m talking beach towels everywhere, families BBQing, and kids splashing around. I’m like, “Where did all these people come from?” I mean, it’s a Tuesday!

Ashiya Sushi has moved away from the East Village